This afternoon was one of the most amazing experiences of my life.
It all started when I missed my usual bus home, and had to wait for the number 79. I sat down to wait for the bus at the bus stop. Standing beside me was a middle-aged Asian couple. It seems that I had caught the two of them in the middle of an argument. They were shouting at each other in some language – maybe Korean or Japanese or Cantonese, who knows?
After a few minutes of this, the woman started whispering in English. She had a strong Asian accent.
"You never in the mood! You never have time!"
"Honey, please..." began the man.
"I wish I marry a real man!"
It was pretty obvious that she had begun speaking in English just so I could understand them and the husband would be embarrassed. The wife began staring at me. Then, she smiled and sat down beside me.
"Hi, how are you?" she asked.
"Er... I'm fine," I replied.
"You student? A university student?"
"Yes."
"You very handsome."
"Thanks," I said. I felt myself blush.
We made small talk for about five minutes or so. Her husband seemed to be getting angry, but he never looked at me. He was a small man – about five and a half feet tall, and I outweighed him by at least fifty pounds.
Just as all of this was happening, the number 79 finally arrived. The three of us got on.
The two of them sat near the middle of the bus, and I went to the very back. It would be at least a twenty minute ride, so I put on my headphones and pulled out my iPod.
After a few minutes, I was getting bored. I did not have any new music on my iPod. It had been a few weeks since I had gotten laid, so I was feeling really horny as well. By this time, I was the only person on the bus, along with the Asian couple. For the first time, I started looking at the man's wife.
She was very short – only about five feet tall. I would guess that she was in her mid-thirties. She had straight black hair, glasses, and a full set of lips. To be honest, her chest was pretty flat. But she made up for it with the greatest pair of legs and the cutest rear end I've ever seen. Even from the back of the bus, I could tell that she had a great ass – the kind that every guy would fantasize about having sit on the end of his dick.
She caught me staring at least four or five separate times, and at first I looked away. But slowly I grew bolder, and continued staring at her for longer and longer.
Suddenly, she stood up and moved towards me. Her husband looked surprised. She walked up to me and sat down next to me with a smile.
"Hey, how's it going?" she asked.
"Good, good..." I answered quietly.
"So," she whispered, "I saw you staring at me."
As she said this, her hand casually brushed my knee.
"Uh... really? Well, yeah, I mean I was just..."
"Relax! It's okay!" she laughed.
"Oh... uh, okay then..."
"You handsome boy!" she replied. Her hand slowly moved up my leg and stopped just short of my cock. She began rubbing my thigh gently.
Her husband was staring at us, and I had no idea what she was trying to do. Slowly, my dick started getting hard. Before I knew it, it was hard as a rock. The woman stared down at it, looking impressed.
"Holy shit!" she whispered.
"Sorry," I mumbled, and tried to move away.
"No, no!" she murmured, "Stay! I like!"
And with that, she grabbed my dick through my jeans. Her husband looked like he was about to do something very soon.
"Can I see?" she asked.
"I don't know..." I replied. "We're on a bus, and..."
"It's okay! Driver can't see us from here!"
She began fumbling with my zipper and had my dick out in a matter of seconds. I looked up to make sure, and it was true – where we were sitting, the bus driver couldn't see us. She began giving me a handjob, stroking my penis with her hand.
"What about your husband?" I asked.
"Him?" she said.
She looked straight at her husband and gave him the finger. Then, before I realized what was happening, her head dropped into my lap and she took my cock in her tiny little mouth. Her husband turned as pale as a sheet.
My dick was as large as it had ever been. It popped out of her mouth for a second.
"How big your cock?" she asked, slightly out of breath.
"Eight inches," I replied proudly. It was the one thing that I had going for me in life.
"Oh my god! My husband only four!" she laughed.
Her head began bobbing up and down on my cock once again. I grabbed her hair and began forcing my cock down her throat. Her husband got up and slowly walked towards me. I thought I would shit my pants.
"Excuse me," he said softly. "What you doing?"
This was the last thing that I had been expecting.
"What?" I laughed.
"What you doing? That my wife!" he whined.
